Досто́йно є҆́сть, ꙗ҆́кѡ вои́стиннꙋ, / бл҃жи́ти тѧ̀ бцⷣꙋ, / приснобл҃же́ннꙋю и҆ пренепоро́чнꙋю, / и҆ мт҃рь бг҃а на́шегѡ. / чⷭ҇тнѣ́йшꙋю херꙋв‡мъ, / и҆ сла́внѣйшꙋю без̾ сравне́нїѧ сераф‡мъ, / без̾ и҆стлѣ́нїѧ бг҃а сло́ва ро́ждшꙋю, / сꙋ́щꙋю бцⷣꙋ тѧ̀ велича́емъ.
It is meet, yea, truly meet,
To bless Thee, O Theotokos,
Hallowed and blameless,
And Mother of God our King.
Most glorious among the Cherubim,
And more radiant than the Seraphim,
Born of God's uncreated Word,
Whom we glorify with Thy name.